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"Don't run around, come back, Xiaoba, don't move anything, come here and stand still!" A child's voice came.

When I walked into the front hall, I saw five ragged children standing there. One of them, an older one, looked about eight or nine years old, and was "managing" the other children.

"Kneel down!" the older children said to the others.

The other children looked at each other and knelt on the ground in unison.

"Greetings, Master!" said the leading child.

"Greetings, Master!" the other four children said in baby voices.

"Get up, get up!" Liu Qingyin was surprised to see these children.

Ye Hansheng signaled the shadow guards to help the children up and took some cakes. The little ones wanted to reach out to take them, but were stopped by the leading child.

"You can't just eat other people's food!" the leading child scolded.

"It's okay, eat." Liu Qingyin smiled and said, "Are you the ones flying kites on the street?"

The children looked at the pastries and swallowed their saliva, and could not hear what Liu Qingyin said at all. Liu Qingyin took the pastries and stuffed them into their hands one by one.

The children looked at the leading child. Liu Qingyin smiled and said to the leading child, "Brother, can you let your brothers and sisters have some cakes?"

The leading child looked at Liu Qingyin and Ye Hansheng, thought for a moment, and said to the other children: "Eat slowly, don't choke."

The children's eyes lit up and they started to eat the cakes with big mouthfuls. The leading child put the cakes into his pocket.

"Why don't you eat?" Liu Qingyin asked.

"I'm going to take it back to my brothers and sisters in the alley."

Liu Qingyin touched his head, and he dodged back and said, "Don't dirty my sister's hands."

Liu Qingyin was startled, then said, "How could that be?"

"What's your name? Where's your family?"

"My name is Yin Zheng. My parents died in a riot. I begged on the streets with my sister, hoping to come to Shangjing to live with my cousins. But they had already moved away. I had no choice but to stay in Shangjing. When I grow up, I can work in Shangjing and support my sister!" A Zheng said, holding the little girl next to him.

The little girl ate cakes and blinked her big eyes at Liu Qingyin.

"And who are these children?"

"They are all little beggars without any family. Our home is in a dilapidated temple on the outskirts of the city."

"The outskirts of the city are far away from here, why are you flying kites here?"

"The day before yesterday, an old lady went to the dilapidated temple on the outskirts of the city and gave out some food, saying that as long as you are willing to come here to fly kites, there will be food for you."

"So you bring them all the way here every day to fly kites? Where do you get food? Or does the old lady bring it to you?"

"Well, we'll go out before daybreak. After flying the kite, we can get some food. We can go to Yongjia Pastry Shop on Caishi Street on Huangcheng Road."

"You confiscated our kites today, so we won't be able to get food in the future. Please return our kites to us, sir." Ah Zheng knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

When the little ones saw Ah Zheng kneeling down, they also knelt down with cakes in their hands, with cake crumbs sticking around their mouths. They pouted their little mouths and said incoherently: "Master, please give us back our kites."

"Why are you kneeling again? Get up quickly. How about this? Give me the kite and let your sister take care of the food problem. You can take these three boxes of cakes back with you. How many children are there in the temple?" Liu Qingyin asked.

"There are twelve." Ah Zheng said.

The little girl tugged at Ah Zheng's sleeve, looked at Liu Qingyin with tears in her eyes and said, "Sister, Maomao and Xiao Douya are sick, and their heads are so hot."

"Wow!" The little girl cried, rubbing her eyes and said, "Sister, please save them. Maomao and Xiaodouya are my best friends."

"Okay, okay, don't cry first." Liu Qingyin wiped her tears with a handkerchief and comforted her.

Ye Hansheng explained some things to Acheng, and Acheng prepared to take the children away.

"Listen to this brother. He will help you. He will bring a doctor to treat Maomao and Xiaodouya. Be obedient and don't run around."

"Thank you, sister, and thank you, master!" A Cheng left with a few small potatoes.

Before Liu Qingyin opened her mouth, Ye Hansheng said:

"I asked Ah Cheng to send them all to Fu'an Hall."

"Fu'an Hall?"

"Yes, Fu'an Hall specializes in taking in orphans. The government gives them money every year to take care of them."

"Don't worry, the children will be treated there." Ye Hansheng added.

"Sir, the maid from Yongjia Pastry Shop is here." A shadow guard replied.

"Bring him in!" Ye Hansheng waved his sleeves and sat in the main seat.

An old woman walked in timidly, followed by a shadow guard.

"Aunt Li?!"

“Cousin Ayin?!

Liu Qingyin, who was looking at Aunt Li, and Aunt Li, who was looking at Ye Hansheng, shouted at the same time.

Aunt Li only then saw Liu Qingyin, "Ayin?!"

Liu Qingyin quickly supported Aunt Li and said, "You work at Yongjia Cake Shop? Didn't you say you sell cakes yourself?"

"I sold the cakes I made to Yongjia Cake Shop," said Aunt Li.

Ye Hansheng walked forward, and Aunt Li looked at him, "Cousin Ayin is working here? Don't you own a shop?"

"Aunt Li, this is not important. You have to tell me why you went to the dilapidated temple on the outskirts of the city?" Liu Qingyin asked.

"Oh, the boss of Yongjia Cake Shop asked me to go. He said he was going to deliver some food to the children in the dilapidated temple on the outskirts of the city and asked them to come here to fly kites. Every day when they come, he asked me to deliver cakes to them. The shop has ordered cakes for five days and paid a lot of money."

"Then why are you still in the shop at this hour?" Ye asked coldly, "Shouldn't you go back after delivering the cakes?"

"The shop owner asked me to help him watch the shop for a few days these days, and said he would pay me some extra wages. I watch it from morning to night." Aunt Li replied.

"Ayin, didn't Yue say that you and her went to Lin County to find silk thread? Why are you here? Is this a government office? Where is Yue? Did something happen to you?" Aunt Li secretly glanced at Ye Hansheng and asked anxiously.

"Aunt Li, Xiaoyue and I are fine, don't worry. I'll explain this later. Do you know where the boss of Yongjia Pastry Shop went?"

Aunt Li shook her head.

"Then how does he pay you?" Liu Qingyin asked.

"He would come to pay me my wages at night when the shop closed."

"Aunt Li, don't be afraid. I'll go back to the store with you now. If anyone asks you, just say that you went to pick up your niece. Don't alert them."

Liu Qingyin looked at Ye Hansheng, and Ye Hansheng agreed.

In the evening, Chenggong brought back the owner of Yongjia Pastry Shop, a middle-aged man in his forties, who was standing in the front hall feeling uneasy.

"Who asked you to arrange people to find these children to fly kites?" Ye Hansheng asked while peeling an orange.

Ye Hansheng's eyes were cold and sharp. The man felt as if all the air around him had been sucked out. He held his breath and dared not move easily.

He fell to his knees with a plop. "My Lord, I know nothing. A man gave me some money and asked me to find some kids to fly kites here. I didn't do anything!"

"Then why don't you go yourself? Want to find someone to do it?" Liu Qingyin asked.

"I, I have had some matters at home these days, so..." The man avoided eyes and stammered.

"Tell the truth!" Liu Qingyin said seriously.

"The man who was looking for me was dressed elegantly, with a hat covering his face, holding a sword in his hand, and a scar on the back of his hand. I... I thought he was not easy to mess with, and the things he told me might be suspicious. I didn't dare to go, so I went to find someone."

"After you go back, you must operate the business as normal, and there must not be anything unusual! Do you understand?" Ye asked coldly.

"I understand! I understand!" the man said hurriedly.

"If you meet that man again, you must inform him immediately! You can't be sneaky." Liu Qingyin said.

"I obey your command, I obey your command!"

The shadow guard took the trembling man away.

"Aunt Li went back?" Ye Hansheng asked.

"Yes! I asked Xiaoyue to take her back. On the way, I briefly explained the current situation. Aunt Li was able to accept it reluctantly. You don't have to worry."

"This kite must be some kind of signal. Miao Shan would have such a reaction after seeing it. Should we interrogate her?" Liu Qingyin asked.

"Don't worry, Miao Shan will definitely do something when she sees the signal, we just have to wait and see."

"Ah Cheng, tell them that I have an important mission to carry out. Call back Bufeng and Zhuiying and remove some of the defenses. Miaoshan must hear these words."

"Yes, son!"

After Asumi delivered the message, under Zhuiying's arrangement, the Shadow Guards withdrew half of their defense.

The moon was bright, the stars were sparse, and there were gusts of cold wind. It was so quiet in the shadow pavilion that one could hear the sound of falling leaves fluttering in the wind.

In Moying Garden, Liu Qingyin stood in front of the window with her eyes wide open.

"Hey, do you think Miao Shan will take action?" Liu Qingyin whispered.

Ye Hansheng was reading quietly at the table. "Ayin, don't worry. Just wait and see what happens."

"Shengsheng looks like he's very confident!" Liu Qingyin walked to his desk, resting her hands on her chin and looking at him.

Ye Hansheng put down the book, held his chin with one hand, and said: "Of course!"

"Where does your confidence come from?" Liu Qingyin teased.

Ye Hansheng's face slowly approached her, nodded his head with his hand, smiled and said: "Lean here."

He nodded Liu Qingyin's head again and said softly: "And... here."

Liu Qingyin felt her face burning, "Ahem!"

She coughed twice, turned around quickly and said, "Well! Just have confidence!"

"Sir, there's a situation!" A Cheng reported from outside the door.